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_Title:_ "onsdhots"
_Genre:_ BTS Fanfic, 18+ OneShots, Romance, Erotica
_Description:_ it is a collection of steamy OneShots featuring the iconic BTS duo, Taehyung x Jungkook. Each episode is a self-contained tale of passion, love, and...
Taehyung's angry stride came to an abrupt halt as he ii entered the living room. His eyes landed on a photo frame that seemed out of place, and his expression faltered into confusion.
As he approached the frame, he felt a strange sensation wash over him. The voices in his mind, the ones he had tried to drown out with drugs and anger, began to echo through his consciousness once more.
The memories he had tried to suppress came flooding back, and Taehyung's eyes widened in horror as he stared at the photo.
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Taehyung's eyes fixed on the photo frame, his expression frozen in a mixture of confusion and unease. The frame was beautifully decorated, with intricate patterns and designs that seemed to shimmer in the light.
But it was the photo itself that held Taehyung's attention. It was a picture of Jungkook, his eyes bright and smiling, his face radiant with happiness. Taehyung's gaze lingered on the photo, his mind reeling with memories of the previous night's events.
The voices in his mind grew louder, the echoes of Jungkook's begging and pleading stirring up a mixture of guilt and shame within Taehyung. He felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead as he stared at the photo, his eyes unable to look away from Jungkook's smiling face. Taehyung's eyes snapped back into focus, and he let out a loud, frantic shout. "Jungkook!! Where are you? Jungkook!!!" He dropped the photo frame, and it shattered on the floor as he turned and ran out of the room.
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He sprinted down the corridors, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he frantically searched for any sign of Jungkook. He threw open doors, peering into each room with a desperate hope that he would find Jungkook safe and sound.
But every room was empty, every corridor silent and still. Taehyung's anxiety grew with each passing moment, his heart racing with fear as he realized that Jungkook was where? The darkness of night had fallen, casting long shadows across the empty rooms. Taehyung sat alone, his eyes fixed on a small photo of Jungkook. The image showed Jungkook's simple, cute smile, a stark contrast to the fear and anxiety that had been etched on his face the night before.
Taehyung's own eyes were sunken, his skin pale and clammy. He had gone without drugs for the entire day, but his body was paying the price. His temperature was fluctuating wildly, and he could feel his heart racing in his chest.
